Friday morning, I have a bit of a freak-out and barge into Mr. Conti’s office saying, “I don’t know if this is a good idea. Don’t you have a sister or cousin you could take?”
“Most of my family is in New York and will already have plans,” he explains.
He must sense that I'm being pushed beyond my comfort zone. He's a good businessman for a reason, so he says, "Don't worry, I have no romantic interest in you."
He stands slowly to approach me and it’s like he’s approaching a skittish animal.
I must visibly sigh in relief at his words because he watches me with an amused look and says, "That's not the normal reaction I get to those words."
"Look, I'm sure you have women throwing themselves at you like Jessica was, but I need to make one thing clear. I need you to promise not to fall in l
